One Tune at a Time
It is 3:30 AM in the call room at the hospital in nashville. The day and the evening went quite busy and I am sitting down feeling the need to unwine, instead of going to bed. When I feel so exhausted, nothing is more soothing than good music. So I decided to listen to some of my son's recent performances. Then I realized that I never finished editing and uploading something I intended to do last week. So, here is the Sunday morning playing from a few weeks ago when Erik was so honored to be invited to play for our friend's church. I often hear friends ask, or comment, "You must be proud". What I feel as a mother is actually very complex. More often, I feel incredibly humbled by it all. It amazes me that someone blessed us with a sweet boy,,, I also always have this sense that it is not for me to hold onto just for me or for us, it is meant for giving back. I enjoy sharing the music he enjoys with others around us. I hope he would know, how much, Just how much I per...